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Thursday, 31 December 2009

Not that kind of excitement please.

Our youngest daughter is prone to coughs, colds, sneezes and wheezes. She has been since she was a baby so we weren't too alarmed when she started coughing last week. It is just what she does or so we thought.

We had some friends for Boxing Day tea and one of them said that if it were her she would get our daughter looked at. Her son is asthmatic and she recognised the wheeze. So we phoned the out-of-hours Drs who, instead of telling us to dose her up with Calpol, told us to bring her in to be checked out. My husband took her up and we fully expected her to be home that night.

Well an ambulance ride and 5 days stay in Hospital she is back with us. She was transferred to the Main Hospital in the region to be checked out by a Paediatrician. They took blood, checked her breathing, and her oxygen levels which were too low for her to return home.

Her attitude to being in Hospital was remarkable; allowing the Drs, Nurses, Physios to do with her as they asked except at night when they tried to give her medicine through the Canular. Then, from the depth of her sleep she struggled, moaned, told mummy off and squirted medicine over the Nurse. In the morning she was back to her compliant self and had no recollection of the events.

During her stay they checked her Oxygen levels but they didn't sustain when they took her off the Oxygen Mask. During the night it came out by mistake and her levels were still good, so the Nurse didn't put it back on. When the Dr came round in the afternoon she was pleased with her progress and told her she could go home.

We are all so pleased and thank God for all the help we have had. Also for all the prayers people have offered.